I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

Xuelia floated to Medea's side and advised: "Don't be angry..."

Medea walked to the shooting range, took the soldier's rifle, and started shooting at the target.

'Prime Minister Golitsyn was a tenant farmer of the manor owner eight years ago. His family had been tenant farmers for three generations. After Astar was liberated, he joined the army. He fought bravely abroad and was efficient in clearing up the nobles at home.'

'He was later transferred to the Logistics Department, and then to the General Staff... He retired and worked in the government department until now, and was finally officially appointed as the first federal prime minister by vote.'

Anna on the side silently told Golitsyn's career resume

In just eight years, he went from military service to politics and became Speaker of Parliament and Prime Minister. His whole life seemed like a cheat.

But it's only been eight years. From a tenant farmer who couldn't even afford to eat, to now being unable to swallow potatoes, how many years has it been since he had enough food to eat?

This was also the reason why many people in the banquet hall looked at him and shook their heads. They also knew very well why Medea was angry.

There is no shame in being born in a humble family.

But it is these people who are most likely to fall into corruption. When they are powerless, they are good, but when they are in power, they turn evil.

Thinking of the inspection report submitted by the Intelligence Department, Mitia wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Her appearance is delicate yet aggressive, and when she doesn't smile, she seems quite difficult to approach.

Therefore, she would usually smile even when she had nothing to do to reduce this feeling. After all, it was better for a superior to be more approachable, so as to confuse the enemy a little.

Medea closed her eyes slightly, aimed, and pulled the trigger. The bullet missed the target and flew to an unknown place. She sighed and said:

"Anna, go ahead~"

Anna did not respond, but nodded and retreated. After so many years of getting along, she had already figured out most of Medea's thoughts.

Anna couldn't help but sigh in her heart as she walked along the corridor. She didn't know whether Golitsyn could pass this round of secret review of non-commissioned officers.

The meeting continued as usual the next day. No one talked about what happened at the banquet last night. The Prime Minister was also much quieter today and did not participate much in the conversation.

Medea was not present, but instead she covered her face with makeup and went to inspect the capital.

This city, rebuilt from the ruins of the former Hendak Territory, is full of construction sites, and a large number of trucks carrying sand, gravel, steel bars and iron bars are constantly shuttling outside the city.

There are tunnels along each street in the city. Sewer systems will be buried behind these tunnels, and the surface will be repaved with cement and urban rail transit systems later.

This is the first real new city in Seris after industrialization.

She wandered aimlessly under the protection of a dozen disguised bodyguards.

Medea's eyes were unconsciously attracted to a catwoman on the street. It was not entirely because of the catwoman, but more because of the orange cat in her arms.

Come to think of it, she has been in this world for such a long time, but it seems that she has never thought of raising a pet to amuse herself.

But it's normal to think about it. In this year, people are not full. If they encounter animals, wouldn't they be living food? It would be strange if she could see it and think about it...

"Hey! Wait a minute, Cat Sister!"

Catwoman turned around and saw Medea greeting her. She couldn't help but tighten her arms around the cat and said with her pupils wide open: "This is not edible, this is my good friend, I won't sell it to you!"

As soon as Medea heard this, she knew that someone had asked Catwoman about this as a reserve food, and explained:

"No! I don't want to eat it. I just want to keep a cute little guy. I want to ask where I can buy one?"

Catwoman shook her head and explained, "There shouldn't be a place to buy them. We brought these little cuties out of the forest. There wasn't much food before, so we don't have many of our own."

If Seris's food supply had not been abundant and stable, they would not have dared to take these little creatures around. If they were caught and stewed by accident, they would cry their hearts out.

"Forget it, can you let me hug you?"

After getting permission, Medea moved a little closer and looked at the orange cat in her arms. It also looked at her curiously, and its nose moved slightly.

Medea slowly stretched out her hand tentatively, and finally gently touched its furry head. Seeing that it did not resist, she slid her hand to its chin and scratched it. It immediately squinted in comfort.

Catwoman looked at Medea with some surprise. She didn't expect that the other party could gain Catwoman's trust so easily.

At this time, Medea had already held it in her arms and stroked it for a long time before reluctantly returning it to the owner.

"Actually... I have a few kittens. If you want, I can give them to you."

Seeing that Medea was about to leave, the cat woman hesitated for a while and called her to stop her, adding at the end: "Kittens don't have meat, and they are very greedy."

Cats can give birth to several kittens at a time. She felt that it would be difficult to raise them all with her income from work. Also, Medea was dressed very elegantly, so she looked wealthy.

Mitia, who was originally planning to go back and ask his men to help him get two, was surprised when he heard this: "Really? It's okay if I can eat it, it's no big deal."

Medea waited on the street for a long time, and the cat woman came back stealthily, with a kitten sticking out from under her loose clothes.

This little kitten's appearance alone is enough to win Medea's heart. Its ears, tail, nose, and the soles of its four paws are orange, while its body is white with a hint of yellow.

Catwoman looked at it reluctantly, and finally handed it to Medea: "Xiaobai is the last one and can't get milk. I'm afraid he won't survive if the nutrition is not enough..."

Medea held it up in the air and said with a smile, "It's okay. It's the only little one in my family. It can eat whatever it wants!"

When Catwoman was about to leave, Medea stopped her, threw her a gold coin and then left.

Chapter 69 The Prototype of the Submachine Gun

[The state must have other income besides taxes, and the more substantial the better. ]

[The richer a country is, the lower its tax requirements for private enterprises will be, and its competitiveness will always be kept at a qualified level.]

These two points are the core of Seres' future industrial transformation.

Decentralize all means of production and technology, such as those in the light industry sector, and encourage people to do business. Existing civilian factories can sell finished products to the people at preferential prices and let them find sales channels themselves.

When some of them make money, they can spend the money to buy factory machines to start their own factories, or they can form caravans to purchase in bulk and resell.

Changes to business tax laws

For special enterprises and special commodities, the tax rate starts from 25%.

The progressive commercial tax for private enterprises has been lowered to a maximum rate of 15%, and the maximum progressive income tax for individuals is 10%.

Media does not include many special enterprises, basically they are basic people's livelihood and luxury goods, such as tobacco and alcohol, which are the country's purse.

The double cumulative cap for private enterprises and individuals is 25%.

This standard is very difficult to achieve. Taking the owner of the largest registered private enterprise in Seris as an example, the corporate tax is roughly 8% and the personal income tax is 3%.

In the foreseeable future, most personal tax rates will be below 5% or even tax-free.

Setting taxes low will stimulate people's business enthusiasm, but the lost taxes will have to be supplemented by another plan.

That is to say, the state entity acts as hot money or angel investors to invest in private enterprises and make money.

This requires the emergence of institutions such as state-owned banks and a brand new monetary system.

The following meetings were basically Medea's main event. She was responsible for explaining and issuing instructions, as well as answering questions for others. The House of Commons and the House of Lords were responsible for passing bills.

New Monetary System: Medea used the gold and silver coins obtained from previous foreign trade, as well as the resale of large quantities of jewelry and luxury goods, to smelt and accumulate a huge amount of gold reserves.

Next to the Queen's Palace under construction in the capital, the foundation of a treasury has begun to be dug deep, and the headquarters of the first federal central bank will later be built on it.

The vault stores reserves, which serve as an anchor for researching and printing the first set of federal banknotes.

Citizens can exchange any existing currency for paper money, and can also exchange paper money for reserves in the national bank at any time.

Unified and easy-to-use banknotes can circulate faster, are easier to store and carry, and can indirectly promote the prosperity of commercial transactions.

It will not be so simple when dealing with the outside world. It will be directly announced that all goods of the Kingdom of Seris can only be purchased with Seris currency, forcibly linking the country's commerce and currency.

Nowadays, most of the surrounding countries have introduced various basic necessities such as steam engines and cotton textiles, and even purchased Seres' muskets and cannons.

After the currency reform, they had to buy currency first when purchasing materials and then use the currency to trade with Seris.

In practical terms, Seris has taken control of the regional financial initiative, which in turn means it has gained control over the allocation of materials.

As for heavy industry and national defense, there is nothing much to say, just follow the procedures.

It’s not that Medea began to neglect heavy industry, but that now she is no longer needed to work hard. What she needs to do is to guide the masses and make them the main force.

As long as industry and commerce continue to develop and compete in a healthy manner, the sub-sectors required by heavy industry will gradually be filled, and breakthroughs will come naturally.

Light and heavy industries have never been separated. If they were separated, they would inevitably be biased and neither side would benefit.

After the main meeting, Mitia met with representatives at all levels to listen to their needs and opinions, and patiently explained the points they did not understand.

People in different positions have different needs, and major policies can only benefit some people and ignore others. This is very normal, so it is very important to listen to the opinions of different representatives.

During lunch time, Mitia met with workers' representatives.

Led by the party guards, two young men in work clothes walked into the restaurant with their heads lowered, and stood awkwardly in front of Medea, ready to kneel down and salute.

Medea waved her hand: "That's not necessary."

"You haven't had time to eat lunch yet? Come, sit down and talk while you eat."

The female assistant quickly asked the kitchen to bring two identical meals, which included white bread, a steak and a glass of wine.

The two couldn't help but look at each other, then looked at Medea, picked up the knife and fork and started eating carefully.

Medea smiled and started chatting with them. At first, the questions were asked and the answers were quite stiff.

There was always a smile in Komedia's purple eyes. They gradually began to relax and talked more.

Medea also learned their names from them. The one with lighter skin was called Haji, and the tall one with yellow skin was called Grace.

From their conversations and behaviors, Medea could tell that the tall Grace was the more introverted and quiet type, while Haji seemed very smart.

As he listened, Medea put down the fork in his hand and took a sip of the wine from the glass.

In fact, she was not used to eating these things, but she had to admit that these foods were simple and quick to make, and they could still fill her stomach.

In their words, they are generally very satisfied with their current life, but they have encountered troubles in improving their technology.

Because there are fewer senior craftsmen, the course schedule is very full, and technology is not something that can be absorbed and transformed into one's own in a short period of time, the learning progress of each class is very slow.

Many young people cannot pass exams and get promoted if they don’t learn technical skills, and their salary and benefits cannot be increased.

Medea also knew about this problem, but the training of talents is a long process in itself, and she didn't have any better solution. She could only tell them where the current difficulties were and she would think about solutions later.

Grace, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked up at Medea and said hesitantly, "Your Majesty... I have developed a new kind of musket myself. I wonder if I can show it to you?"

"Oh?"

His words immediately aroused Medea's interest. Whether it was useful or not, the person who could research and develop a new musket by himself was a gifted talent.

Medea nodded and agreed: "Sure, did you bring it?"

Grace blushed and said awkwardly: "No..."